My Divine System Chapter 37

Michael was mesmerized, it was as if he was learning new stuff from each fight, by now a lot of students have faced up still Michael didn’t challenge anyone yet he was still waiting.

He was free to challenge anyone he wants and it was guaranteed that he could learn new skills from his opponent.

Right now Michael was paying extra attention to students skilled in weapons, he didn’t care much about what type of weapon it was, he wanted to learn how to weld it.

As an awaken it was expected for you to be skilled with different kind of weapons to allow you to be versatile after all you don’t what echoes of memory the system would give out. So Michael saw this as an opportunity to copy battle style from others, exactly he was copying ,not stealing.

Michael was interested in a student ranked 78 in the academy ranking the student has a combination of an awaken class and a sword skill.

When Michael saw him fight,

he was impressed at how he combined his ability so good with his sword skills it was impressive.

Michael soon left his seat heading into the arena.

Of course, this draw a lot of attention, everyone knew that since the competition started he hasn’t challenged anyone and only watched the fight but now he was moving towards the arena which meant that Michael Arden is about to challenge his first opponent.

Michael stood in the center of the arena.

” I challenge ranking 78″ since he didn’t know the name of the person ranked 78 the next best thing was to call out there rank right?.

Immediately he was called on, he sighed and then stretched himself and then started walking towards the arena.

” I can’t believe I have to fight again, anyway this is the last so, let’s get it over with” Drew who was ranked 78 said. ” Isn’t that the kid ranked 93, didn’t he awaken recently, does he think he can beat me” he said while shaking his head.

He knew his own strength and he could easily tell that Michael wasn’t even worthy enough to be considered an opponent of his but since he was in the academy he just had to beat up the boy.

The arena trembled as Michael and Drew stepped onto the stone floor, eyes locked. Sparks danced across Michael’s arms, faint arcs crackling in the air around him, while Drew calmly rested his hand on the hilt of his blade, the faint shimmer of magnetism bending flecks of metal dust toward him.

Drew had the ability to magnetize and pull stuff towards our away from him.

Michael made the first move, this wasn’t a fight he could wait for his opponent to make the first move. A sharp crack split the air as lightning surged from his palm, blasting straight at Drew. Drew drew his sword in one fluid motion,the steel blade vibrating unnaturally, repelling the bolt as if guided by an unseen force. The redirected lightning slammed into the ground, exploding stone into fragments.

Michael lunged forward, closing distance with blinding speed, electricity coursing through his legs. He threw a charged punch, the air whistling with power, but Drew twisted his wrist, pulling at the magnetic field. The metal buckle on Michael’s belt yanked sideways, throwing his balance off. Michael stumbled mid-swing, and Drew slashed downward, his blade sparking as it grazed Michael’s shoulder.

Michael gritted his teeth, eyes wild.

” House of Arden: Lighting chase”

He slammed his palm into the floor, releasing a surge that crawled like a web of lightning across the arena. Drew stabbed his sword into the ground, magnetizing it instantly. The sword drew the bolts into itself, sparks dancing harmlessly across the steel. With a tug of his hand, the blade flew back into his grip, whistling through the air like a predator returning to its master.

He easily stopped that attack.

Michael was quite shocked, the move was quite strong for drew to be able to stop is showed how strong he was, even due his lighting was not as overpowered like his shadow aspect though to his monarch title but it was still quite powerful as lighting was a destructive element itself.

Michael rushed again, his movements flickering like flashes of light. He appeared at Drew’s flank, then his back, then in front—each step punctuated with a burst of thunder. He swung his fists in a storm of electrified strikes. Drew’s blade met every blow, magnetism guiding the steel with supernatural precision, every block ringing like a hammer on an anvil, it was like as if he was stopping every attack without even trying.

But Michael pressed harder.

” Lighting manifestation”

Lightning surged down his arm, condensing into a spear of raw energy. He thrust forward. Drew crossed his blade, magnetism bending the electric spear sideways but the sheer force of the charge detonated on contact, blasting both fighters back. The air filled with smoke, stone shards, and the ozone sting of burnt air.

Drew emerged first, cloak scorched but grip steady. He extended his hand. Every loose scrap of metal from the shattered arena

nails, armor fragments, broken weapon tips tore from the ground and whirled around him in a deadly storm. The blade in his hand pulsed with power, magnetized to the core.

Michael stood tall, electricity sparking so fiercely it danced across his skin like a second set of nerves. His hair floated upward, aura glowing white-blue. “You won’t stop me,” he growled, his voice drowned by the crackle of raw power.

They charged.

“House of steel: Magnetic force”

Drew’s magnetic storm ripped through the arena, shards slicing through the air like a thousand blades.

Michael blurred between them, lightning-quick, but every step carried risk—a fragment cut across his cheek, another lodged into his arm, though cauterized instantly by the heat of his own electricity. He pushed through, fists glowing like suns.

Drew slashed. Michael ducked under, sending an uppercut crackling with volts. Drew caught it on his blade, but the force rattled his bones. Sparks and magnetism collided violently, each impact like steel clashing with thunder.

Michael leapt back, palms raised. A surge gathered, the air pressure dropping, thunderclouds forming overhead. With a roar, he hurled a massive bolt down, thick as a tree trunk. Drew lifted his sword, magnetizing every scrap of metal into a shield. The bolt struck exploding into blinding light, deafening thunder, shockwaves splitting stone and throwing both combatants backward.

When the smoke cleared, both stood. Drew’s shield was half-melted, his blade glowing red-hot. Michael’s chest heaved, his skin marked with burns where his own lightning had licked too close.

Still, neither yielded.

Drew flung his sword into the air,it spun like a wheel, glowing with magnetic charge—then snapped his hand down. The blade shot forward at impossible speed. Michael caught it with his bare hand, lightning flowing into the steel to halt its momentum, electricity crawling up Drew’s magnetic grip as both strained against the clash. The arena floor cracked beneath them from the force.

They locked eyes through the storm of sparks, both grinning despite their wounds.

And then both surged forward at once.

Michael unleashed lightning through his veins, turning his whole body into a living thunderbolt. Drew wrapped the entire arena’s magnetic field around himself, sword orbiting like a planet’s moon. Their final clash split the air with a roar that shook the earth, light and steel colliding in an explosion of raw power.

” I have to say, you are strong but I just have to show you the full extent of my power” Drew said to Michael.

The ground groaned under Drew’s power as he finally went all out. His hand clenched into a fist, veins bulging, and the air itself seemed to distort.

” House of steel: Call of steel”

Every fragment of metal in the arena,splintered blades, broken chains, bolts, even dust,screamed toward him, orbiting his body in a furious storm. His sword pulsed like the heart of a star, glowing red from the strain of the magnetism.

The pull became so violent that even Michael felt his own belt buckle, the studs on his boots, and the trace of iron in his blood yanked toward Drew. His body lurched forward against his will, dragged toward the storm of blades.

Michael slammed his palms together. Electricity flared across his skin, wrapping him in a crackling shell. Sparks lashed out in every direction, frying metal shards before they could pierce him. Still, the storm pressed harder. Needles of steel stabbed into his shoulder, his leg, cutting through flesh. He roared, pushing lightning through his wounds to cauterize them instantly.

Drew advanced like a walking catastrophe, his every step pulling the battlefield closer to collapse. He swung his blade with terrifying precision, magnetism guiding each strike so Michael had nowhere to dodge.

Michael blocked with bare arms glowing white-hot, sparks detonating at each clash. Every deflection sent shockwaves up his bones, threatening to snap him apart. He ducked one strike, then another, before Drew whipped his hand sideways—pulling a broken iron rod straight into Michael’s ribs. The impact cracked bone, throwing him to the ground.

Michael coughed, sparks leaking from his lips. He could feel his chest tightening, his body begging him to give up. But his eyes burned with defiance.

Lightning exploded beneath him as he launched back to his feet, electricity erupting in waves. He blurred forward, forcing himself through the magnetic storm, each shard carving bloody trails across his arms and chest.

Drew snarled and swung down, blade screaming with magnetic force. Michael raised his lightning-coated hand, catching the strike barehanded. Sparks and metal screamed against each other, the force sending cracks through the stone floor.

Then Michael twisted his body, forcing every volt in him into one desperate attack. His free hand ignited, forming a spear of pure lightning—longer, sharper, hotter than before. With a roar, he drove it forward.

Drew tried to repel it with magnetism, but Michael poured everything into the strike, overwhelming the pull. The lightning spear pierced through Drew’s defenses, shattering his magnetic shield and driving into his chest.

The explosion was deafening.

Both were thrown backward, tumbling across the ruined arena. Michael crashed hard, chest heaving, his body trembling violently from the overload. Drew collapsed against the rubble, his blade cracked, sparks of magnetism still twitching weakly around him.

Silence hung heavy.

Michael forced himself up to one knee, blood dripping down his arm, burns streaking across his chest. Drew tried to rise, but his sword clattered from his grasp. His body slumped, too broken to continue.

Michael staggered forward, barely able to stay on his feet. He looked down at his fallen opponent, both of them battered, their bodies etched with scars from the duel. Finally, he exhaled, electricity fading from his skin.

” I quit” Drew said ending the fight.

Michael was all drained of essence, having been forced by Drew to use almost all of it even though Michael still alot of ace up his sleeves he was saving them.

Winner Michael Arden.

Michael walked back to his seat, he needed to recover his essence before the top 50 started.

Many people were shocked at the level of power Michael possessed,

after all he just awakened only a few days ago but most of them already awakened months ago so the gap was huge for him to caught up to them he must be a genius

there weren’t aware that Michael strength was due to his divine system and him welding divinity

Since Michael won the match he was moved up the ranking from 93 to 78 and Drew was now in 93 in the ranking.